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I yank the backpack shut, practically punching the zipper closed.
“Brrrrrrzzzzt…!”
Jelly Boy vibrates angrily, the muffled noise somewhere between a dial-up modem having a seizure and a pissed-off beehive.
My heart is still hammering. How the hell did he even get in there?! Was I just walking around with a slime stowaway this whole time? I rack my brain trying to think how the little jell-o mold could have even pulled it off.
I throw a wil ...
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